I guess fear has a way of making sleep unbearable, and the days seem dark and long. But we cry and we dance and we stumble into love with perfect, awkward grace.
Carousels

“The reason he’d broken up with her was, ironically, for her own good. He knew that if he asked her to drop everything and follow him across the Earth, she’d do it. If roles were reversed though, he wouldn’t. They were at different places in the same relationship and, like anything that’s out of alignment, they were destined to crash sooner or later. By taking care of it early, gently, he liked to think he was only trying to keep her from getting her heart broken even harder.”

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